
The blessings that want to bud
We have these seeds within us. These blessings that want to bud and bloom. But our specialness and our loveliness can get suppressed by the weight of the world.
Writing is part of my meditative process to clarify my thoughts, to align my actions and to focus on my purpose. I write about my emotions, my shortcomings, and my ideas for a better world through poetry, prose, and what I call rantifestos every day, some of which I post here on my blog and on social media. I share them to help others move along their paths to live and lead with compassion.

We have these seeds within us. These blessings that want to bud and bloom. But our specialness and our loveliness can get suppressed by the weight of the world.

My ongoing, incessant obsession is the potential within everyone and everything, the potential to become, the potential to emerge, regardless of your stage in life. You could be eight or 88. There is still potential within us.

Took me so long to learn this. Never too late to do what you love. To do it while you “work”. To do it to energize everything else you do.
Doing what you love now, even in small dosages–is the way to break out of that restrictive pot. Talking about what you love connects your heart to the world. And you begin to plant seeds, nurture a little garden driven by your interests, ideas, and passions.

Like a big scavenger hunt. Hiding inside you somewhere is your passion, your purpose, your special powers……. Buried beneath the layers of expectations, below the materialistic impulses, down under the desire to meet and exceed what everyone else wants you to be, are your God-given talents.
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